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Subject: {ASSM} Story - Surprise Package (M/F, inc, fath-daut)
Date: Sat, 30 Dec 2000 18:10:01 -0500
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Surprise Package
by Scorpio00155

It was my fortieth birthday and I was feeling a little down, the big
four-O is supposed to be a mile marker in life, one that I was not
looking forward to at all. I suppose I had nothing to complain about
though, life had been good to me, mostly; I'd had a good marriage that
had ended when my wife died of cancer five years back; I had a lovely
daughter of seventeen; I'd made enough money to take very early
retirement; this was due in part to my wife's life insurance and I
would willingly have forsaken the money to have her back again.

All in all I suppose I should have been happy with my lot, but the
prospect of hitting forty was getting me down. According to all the
rumours and gossip I'd heard over the years you fell apart as soon as
you reached that magic number, even the old sex drive vanished, not
that I'd had much drive in that respect since my wife had died. That
morning I had woken up feeling old and it was a feeling that stuck with
me throughout the morning, Marina, my daughter, had made breakfast just
before shooting off to college and I had stood staring out the kitchen
window at the pouring rain.

It would have been a typical Friday had it not been for it being my
fortieth birthday. It was as I had that thought that I realised that my
daughter hadn't wished me a happy birthday. I put it down to her being
in such a rush, not wanting to believe that she could have forgotten
it. After washing up the breakfast things I grabbed the shopping bags
and headed off to get the weekly shop as I did every Friday.

Later that day Marina called to let me know that she would be late
home, it was a hurried call and she didn't tell me why she would be
late nor did I ask, she was almost a grown woman and I had accepted
that she had her own life to lead. Resigned to an evening alone I
started to prepare dinner, but I really didn't feel like cooking and
decided to have a sandwich when I eventually got hungry. It was just
after five when the doorbell rang, when I opened the door a pair of
deliverymen was standing there with a hamper and a very large carton.

"Mr. Connor?" one of the pair asked.

"Yes." I replied in puzzlement.

"Sign here." the man said.

A clipboard was waved under my nose along with a pen, bemused I signed
at the point indicated and handed back the clipboard. Then I had to
leap out of the way as the two men tilted their trolley and wheeled the
box and hamper through to the living room. As they took their trolley
away I gave them a tip out of sheer habit, the spokesman of the pair
thanked me then handed me an envelope that went with the delivery.

Alone again I looked at the package, it was covered in labels showing
which way up it should be and declaring it 'extremely fragile', which
was not a label I'd ever seen before. I looked at the envelope in my
hand and frowned; opening it I read the contents in the hope of finding
some enlightenment. Instead I grew even more puzzled, the note inside
informed me that the contents of the hamper should be laid out for
consumption before opening the package. Even more puzzling was the last
sentence of the note, 'due to the extreme sensitivity of the contents
of this package all curtains should be closed before opening'; I
couldn't think of anything that would warrant this sort of treatment
nor could I find a clue as to who had sent the package.

Still it was sitting there in my living room all correctly addressed so
there was little chance of it being a mistake, shrugging my shoulders I
put a cloth on the dining table and laid out the contents of the hamper
as per instructions, it was quite a collection of meats, cheeses and
bread, all of which were of the kind I loved. There was a bottle of
champagne in a pre-chilled container and a beautifully iced birthday
cake; I became even more curious as to who had sent the goods when I
saw this.

With the buffet laid out I went around the house closing all the
curtains, mind you it was already dark enough to warrant this anyway,
but I really wondered what it was that was so sensitive that it
couldn't stand even the dim light of a dark and stormy evening. Finally
I stood in front of the package and tried to figure out how to open it,
there were ties along the top and front edge that indicated that once
these were open the package would fold out and down. With a sense of
growing curiosity and excitement I opened the ties and tugged at the
top. The damned thing didn't shift and I walked around it wondering if
there was anything else I needed to undo, I found nothing and stood in
front of the thing with my hands on my hips frowning.

With a thump that made me jump the lid flew open and the front fell
down, a luscious, scantily clad female form sprang up with a 'ta-da'. I
gaped at the sight of a pair of bare tits in a quarter cup bra and a
pussy pouting through a pair of crotch-less panties. My cock went rigid
as I let my eyes roam over the woman's luscious body for a few moments
then I raised my eyes above the level of her tits.

"Marina!" I yelped.

"Happy birthday dad!" my daughter laughed back.

With an effort I dragged my eyes back to her face, I was shocked at the
desire I was feeling for my daughter as she stood there posing
provocatively, laughing at my bewilderment.

"Do you like your present?" she asked impishly.

"Very much," I sighed "but I'd rather it hadn't been my own daughter."

"Let's eat" she grinned "and I'll explain what happened later."

I was still feeling bemused as we sat down at the table, despite the
fact that it was my daughter I just couldn't keep my eyes off her body,
in particular her tits and her pussy. Fires that had died with my wife
suddenly roared into life inside me and I felt as randy as hell with a
five-year head of steam to let off. Smiling sweetly my daughter loaded
up two plates and opened the champagne, as we ate I felt my surprise
and shock fading a little, but it only made me all the more aware of
the excitement I was feeling. Marina said very little during the meal,
we had the last of the champagne with a slice of the cake as I fought
to keep my eyes above the level of her shoulders; it was a losing
battle though.

"Explanation time I think." I finally said as we pushed our empty
plates aside.

"I booked all this" my daughter began as she waved a hand at the
depleted buffet and the package "two weeks ago. The box was supposed to
contain a woman who specialises in this sort of thing, the idea was
that I'd be here to watch you open the package, share the buffet then
bugger off while you and this woman had some fun."

"What went wrong?" I asked with an idea of what was coming.

"The woman broke her leg yesterday," Marina grinned "it was too late to
book a substitute, but I really wanted you to have a special surprise
present so I decided to do it myself. I borrowed this outfit from the
company who sets these things up and got into the package in the
delivery truck. You do like your 'special' present don't you?"

"Marina, Marina," I laughed, "only you could come up with something
like this. Yes, of course I like my 'special' present, more than I
really should. It's not every day a virtually naked woman springs out
of a box at you, a very pretty naked woman at that."

"I'm so glad." she laughed "I was worried you'd go all square on me
when you realised it was me."

"Well I almost had a heart attack when I did realise," I grinned "but
I've sort of got over my shock now. If you pop upstairs and put
something on I'll clear the table."

"I'm not popping anywhere," Marina laughed "I'll clear the table while
you pour us both a drink."

It must have been the champagne because I let her talk me into agreeing
with her plan, with my eyes constantly flicking to her body I went over
to the drinks cabinet while my daughter cleared away the table. When
she came back from the kitchen I gave her her drink and forced myself
not to stare at her gorgeous body as I drained my glass. Pouring myself
another drink I sighed and headed for my usual seat on the couch.

"Do you really think I'm pretty daddy?" Marina asked striking a pose
that would have got her arrested in any part of the world "If I weren't
me would you really like to do lovely things to me?"

"You are gorgeous," I grinned "and you know it. And yes, I would really
like to do lovely things to you."

Boy would I have like to do things to her, it was a temptation to do
them anyway, one I was finding increasingly hard to resist as she
strutted around seductively chatting away merrily and sipping her
drink. I was surprised, even shocked at the feelings I was experiencing
for my daughter, my cock had gone hard when she'd first leapt out of
the box, it had stayed hard and was now quivering with the desire to be
used on the only female in the house, my daughter!

"I do wish you'd put something on." I muttered to myself "God you're a
temptation."

I hadn't intended Marina to hear what I had said, but she had damned
good ears and I must have spoken a bit louder than I had intended.

"Am I really a temptation?" she laughed "That's a real turn-on for me.
What would you like to do with your little temptress then?"

"Don't tempt me girl," I growled as my lust grew "you may not like the
answer."

Five years of suppressed desire was shooting through me, five long and
lonely years of abstinence after over twenty years of daily sex had my
blood boiling. I couldn't tear my eyes from Marina's ripe boobs with
their dark nipples or from her young shaved pussy with its lips pouting
so invitingly.

"I think I might." Marina whispered.

Sighing I got to my feet and headed towards the drinks cabinet to
refill my glass, Marina intercepted me half way there, she laughed then
kissed me lightly on the lips with her body pressing gently against me.
A sudden thrill ran through me as her lips met mine and I could feel
them even after she had stepped back to smile at me. Way down inside me
something snapped, I put down my glass and started to tug at my
clothing. A tiny part of me seemed to have stepped aside and was
watching events unfold as though it were an outside observer, this part
of me felt surprise at the smile on my daughter's face as I threw off
my clothing, the rest of me just felt a burning desire to take her as a
man takes a woman.

My daughter's eyes widened when I revealed my erection to her, but it
wasn't surprise or shock that I saw in her eyes, it was a desire to
match my own. My 'observer' felt shocked as I stepped close to Marina,
put my arms around her and drew her tight to me as I placed my lips
firmly on hers. As though she had melted, Marina pressed against me,
her skin warm and soft as it rubbed against mine; her lips warm and
responsive under mine, my whole body glowed at the sudden realisation
that my daughter wasn't resisting me in any way. Quite the opposite,
her hands were running up and down my back sending thrills and shivers
of delight through me.

Sighing I slid one of my hands around to her chest, my fingers
squeezing and pressing her ripe tits before concentrating on her hard
nipples, my daughter's lower body pressed against me squashing my cock
between us then, with a wriggle of her body, she got my cock under her
body so that it lay along her slit. I could feel the moist heat of her
pussy on my flesh as I gently rubbed myself along her pussy. Marina
groaned and pushed down on my hardness at the same time pushing her tit
tight to my hand, with a low moan I let my hand squeeze her heavy flesh
then I bent and picked her up in my arms. Our lips parted and my
daughter rested her head on my shoulder as I carried her upstairs to my
room, laying her on the bed I gazed down at her longingly, Marina
smiled up at me invitingly and I actually laughed as I climbed onto the
bed between her open legs. Lowering my head I ran my tongue along her
pussy, the scent and taste of her juices fuelling my lust even more,
Marina hummed as my tongue circled her clit, she groaned as I pressed
on it then slid my tongue down to her wet hole to lap at her sweet
juices.

"Oh...oh...yes." she panted as her body began to tremble.

Her juices flowed as an orgasm ripped through her making her writhe as
though having a fit, crying out my daughter closed her thighs around my
head at the same time putting a hand to the back of my head and pulling
me tight to her pussy. Before long she was bucking so hard that even
with the grasp of her thighs and the pressure of her hand I just could
not keep my mouth on her, licking her juices from my lips I knelt up
and shuffled forward. Looking down I saw my cock almost touching my
daughter's pussy, a momentary qualm ran through me, but was quickly
stifled by the rising fire of my desire, pressing forward my cock
touched her pussy and I watched with excitement and guilt as my cock
slowly sank into my daughter's pussy.

She cried out and pushed her body up to take the last few inches of me
in one surge; her muscles seemed to ripple over my flesh as though
massaging me; her legs closed around my waist so tightly that I thought
she was trying to crush me and then she was shaking; her voice raised
in a cry of ecstasy and as she hit her peak I started to slide my cock
in and out of her. Savouring the feel of her pussy on my cock I made my
movement slow yet firm, without a moment of hesitation Marina was
moving with me, shudders ran through her each time our groins met.
Gasps would escape from her lips each time I would pull back and when I
put my hands to her tits she cried out then writhed under me.

"OH FUCK!" she almost screamed, as her body seemed to explode with
bliss.

The sudden clenching of her pussy around my cock was a delicious
experience that sent shock-waves of ecstasy running all over me, it
took everything I had not to climax then and there, but I wanted to
savour the experience to the full and somehow, though God alone knows
how, I managed to hold back. My pace grew faster and firmer as I drove
Marina through orgasm after orgasm, it was as though once she had
started climaxing she couldn't stop and with each orgasm her pussy just
seemed to get tighter and tighter until I could stand no more. With a
loud cry I thrust deep into my daughter's body at the same time she
pushed up against me, in a blast of hot ecstasy my seed shot along my
shaft to explode into Marina's body like lava. She gave a croaking,
gasping screech as the heat of my juices filled her then bucked
uncontrollably, her head thrashing from side to side as she sobbed out
her ecstasy.

My peak faded and I started to move in her again, there was nothing
soft or gentle about my movements now, with hard thrusts that shook my
daughter's whole body I fucked her like a man possessed, revelling in
each slide of her pussy on my still hard and excited cock. Marina's
cries grew weaker as the minutes passed, her body jerking and
shuddering all the time yet despite this she was still moving with me,
matching me thrust for thrust, stroke for stroke until at last I felt
the sudden heat of my climax rising yet again. Thrusting deep into
Marina I let out a gasping cry of ecstasy as my seed exploded into her
depths, my daughter sucked in a shuddering breath, shrieked and went
limp, only the shaking of her body showing that she was still alive.
After a couple of gentle strokes I pulled my cock from her pussy,
rolled of her and leant over her feeling concerned as she lay still and
unmoving except for violent tremors that bounced her on the bed.

A few minutes later Marina's eyes flickered open, she looked up at me
with eyes that were glazed and unfocussed, but eventually she managed
to focus on my face, she smiled up at me weakly then breathed out
sharply.

"Are you all right Marina?" I asked in a hushed and worried voice.

With a sudden thrust of her upper body Marina leant up, threw her arms
around my neck and kissed me, a shiver of delight ran through me as her
lips met mine, then our lips parted and she hung from my neck breathing
heavily.

"I'm just fine." she laughed breathlessly.

Grinning I disentangled her arms from my neck and lay her back on the
bed, she grinned as I lay on my side beside her, my eyes roving over
her body before settling on her happy and contented face.

"Next time I must remember to get stripped." Marina sighed as she
adjusted the quarter-cup bra and crotch-less panties.

"Next time?" I replied raising an eyebrow.

I was actually teasing her; nothing on this earth would have stopped me
fucking my daughter again. Somewhere along the line my guilt had died,
the pleasures of my daughter's body had buried it deep where it would
never be found again. Marina looked at me in wide-eyed surprised at my
response, it was hard not to grin at her, but I managed it.

"Please daddy," she pleaded in her best little girl voice "please,
don't make this the only time. I couldn't stand that."

"Hmm, well," I mused while watching her out of the corner of my eye "I
don't know, perhaps you could persuade me."

The sudden grin on her face told me she had caught on that I was
ribbing her; she sat up and pushed me onto my back then lowered her
head to my flaccid cock.

"Perhaps this will persuade you." she laughed opening her mouth.

If I had been in any doubt before, which I hadn't been, the feel of her
mouth on my cock would have removed that doubt. I don't know where my
daughter learnt to suck cock, but God was it a wonderful experience.
Her lips brushed up and down on my skin while her tongue seemed to be
everywhere, within seconds I was fully erect again and sighing with
pleasure. My late wife had been damned good at sucking cock, but my
daughter was even better and before long I felt my climax building up
in me. As my balls tensed Marina thrust down on me, with a cry I felt
my seed shooting up my shaft as the tip of my cock lodged in my
daughter's throat, waves of bliss blinded me as I felt the ripple on my
cock of my daughter's throat muscles swallowing my seed, but she didn't
stop there.

As soon as my flow had ended Marina pushed down again, I felt more of
my cock slide into her throat and gasped as she swallowed. She kept on
pushing down until her lips were pressed against my groin the she began
to swallow and gulp and I felt as though I would explode with ecstasy.
Not surprisingly instead of shrinking my cock stayed hard, Christ, a
corpse would have stayed hard under that sort of treatment; she kept
this up for a few minutes then sat up and grinned at me.

"Persuaded?" she panted.

"Almost." I replied with a broad grin.

"Oh dad!" Marina laughed punching me lightly on the chest "So what will
persuade you?"

"Oh I don't know," I smiled looking thoughtful "signed exclusive rights
to fuck your brains out as often as I like I suppose."

"Is that all?" she laughed and bounced off the bed.

She found some paper and a pen then scribbled away for a few moments,
coming back to the bed she presented me with the piece of paper with a
flourish. As she got onto the bed beside me I read what she had written
out loud.

"'I Marina Connor, daughter of Adam Connor,'" I read out with her head
leaning on my shoulder and her body pressed to my side "'do hereby
declare that my father, Adam Connor, does henceforth have sole rights
to the use of my body for his own personal sexual pleasure whenever he
likes; however he likes; wherever he likes and as often as he likes.
Signed Marina Connor'. Well it looks as though your training in law is
some use after all. Don't you think you've gone a bit far though with
all this whenever, wherever, however and as often business?"

"Not really," she grinned as she put her hand around my cock and slowly
wanked me "it means what it says. Whenever you want me you just have to
ask or not even ask, just take me. You can take me however you like, in
any position or in any orifice, dressed or naked, however you want me.
I thought the 'wherever' was pretty clear myself, you can fuck my
brains out indoors, in any room or part of the house or outdoors, if
you want to take me to a cinema and fuck me in the back row that's fine
by me, or in a park or in..."

"I get the idea." I grinned.

"I was just getting started then." she laughed "As for the last no-one
can mistake that. If you want to fuck me from dawn to the next dawn
then you can do it, if you can manage it that is. It's all there in
black and white. Now are you persuaded?"

"Darling," I laughed, "I was persuaded the moment I got over my
surprise that it was you that had jumped out of my package"

"I know," she grinned as she straddled my body and lowered herself onto
my hard cock with a shudder of delight "the look on your face when you
first saw me, before you saw my face that is, said it all. God did you
look hungry! It was right then that I decided that I was going to let
you fuck me."

"What if I had resisted the temptation manfully?" I asked out of
curiosity "Not that I think any man could have resisted you, but what
if?"

"I'd...have...damned...well...raped...you!" Marina declared as she
built up to an orgasm.


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